I was born before the color blue,
she hadn’t been missed yet,
have you?

I grew up
under a sky
that held light and dark
like others hold or release their breath

I swam in an ocean
and fished in its depths
and stood on its beaches
as it kissed my toes

I grew up to become a poet
shaping what I saw with words
spoken into the moon
and that’s when I noticed
shared her with you
a sapphire gem of cerulean proportions
who wouldn’t be contained in just one poem
or just one sky
or just one ocean
or just one word,
would you?

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